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Legend of the White Wolf

Don’t you think it helps to have a visual? I love the new cover! The old one was pretty but it was more illustrated rather than an actual photo like all the covers were. I’m proofing the book and should be able to turn it in today. 226 pages done, 266 to go. Since I worked for a lot of the day on Red Wolf Christmas edits yesterday, I shouldn’t have any trouble reading this all the way through and finishing it. Then I need to read Red Wolf Christmas again so I can finish editing it and turn it in.

Hope you have a lovely day! I’m off to get busy with mine!!

Terry

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10th Anniversary Legend of the Wolf Came In!

I caught up! I wrote until late last night until I had over 4,000 words, but in the meantime, I received edits on the 10th Anniversary release of Legend of the White Wolf last night. The good thing about the 10th anniversary releases is that I don’t have multiple edits on them. It’s just a case of reading the whole book, and the new novella I wrote at the end of the book, that I need to proof one time only. The bad thing about doing the edits on different books ALL the TIME is that I lose stride on my new book. Just think, it’s like being thrown into a time-travel spin, tossed back a decade earlier to another time and place and wolf pack. I get wrapped up in the old story, and then I’m thrown back into the present. New book, new names, new wolf pack. Where was I again? What was the story about? What was I trying to solve???

Don’t you love the new cover for Legend of the White Wolf? I loved the wolf on the original cover, but the cover didn’t fit any of the series. And the headless guy with only a bellybutton showing? The new cover is much, much better.

Okay, I cancelled on a pool date with the kids. Working on Red Wolf Christmas this morning, hoping to get my word count early, and then maybe I’ll jump on the white wolf edits. But I dread getting wrapped up in that story, and having a time getting started on the other. So maybe I’ll just work on Red Wolf and jump on the other in a couple of days.

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Have a great day! Mine better be productive!

Terry

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Wacky Wednesday Excerpt Day on Friday: Legend of the White Wolf

Legend of the White Wolf

Arctic werewolves in a romantic suspense.

When I wrote Legend of the White Wolf, I was still in the believing stage that I wouldn’t sell any more wolf stories… you know, one was a miracle, then two was nice, but it took the publisher a year to decide it would fly, and the third and fourth book sold as a package deal, but that time just on a pitch. So for the first 4 stories, I wrote them as separate packs. Not connected, except that one wolf kept popping up in all of them. So his story was after that. Readers demanded that. Leidolf was a red wolf with a red wolf pack. All the stories were unique. And that’s what I really wanted to ensure. That with each story, they had to be different.

Billionaire in Wolf’s Clothing makes Book 20 in the series. Can you believe it? And I’ve just finished up the next 3 books in the series and turned them in. And I have 3 more to write now. So that will be 26 in the series. So far. Every one of them has to be unique in some way. I try to base them on real wolves, so in Alpha Wolf Need Not Apply–she is in charge of her own pack. Just like some she-wolves are that have lost their pack mate. But sometimes a persistent male falls head over tail for the she-wolf, and after she quits chasing him off…she falls for him too. (True wolf story)

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Legend of the White Wolf

Copyright © 2010 by Terry Spear

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means including information storage and retrieval systems—except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews—without permission in writing from its publisher, Sourcebooks, Inc.

The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious or are used fictitiously. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

Prologue

The black bear was running away a hell of a lot faster than Owen Nottingham and his P.I. partner David Davis thought capable. Their hunting guide, Trevor Hodges, yelled at them to keep up, but at the rate the bear was going, Owen and David would never last. Already Owen had shin splints, and his side was aching something fierce, and damn, here he thought he was in good shape.

They couldn’t use dogs on the bear this late in the year in Maine, but the owner of Back Country Tours, Kintail Silverman got around that by sending his pet wolves on the hunt. Made Owen feel like he was part of a wolf pack, hunting for survival, the sleek white furred creatures diving around snow-laden firs, blending in, exhilarated, hunting together as a cooperative team. Although the experience would be more pleasurable if their other partners were with them, Cameron MacPherson, who wouldn’t hunt for anything other than criminals, and Gavin Summerfield, who’d rather stay in Seattle and work, than fly anywhere. But the four of them were like a wolf pack, solving crimes together as a collective unit and socializing as the best of friends throughout the good times and bad.

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So Owen wished they could share hunting excursions together, too.

He noticed then only snowy woods in front of them, the wolves and bear lost in the forest ahead as the chilly wind howled through the trees. Trevor was still keeping a good pace in the distance. For being a white-haired old guy, he was lean and in incredibly great shape.

David had dropped way behind, but Owen was too busy trying to keep up the chase to wait for David to catch up. One last day before their hunt ended. And hell, they’d tried to bag a bear for the last four years without any luck. The way the bear was outdistancing them in a hurry in the Maine wilderness, Owen was beginning to lose hope they’d make it this time either. But it was the closest they’d come.

When Owen didn’t hear David’s heavy breathing behind him, or his size ten boots trudging through the deep snow, he turned and looked to see how far behind he was. David was holding his thighs, leaning over, gasping for breath.

“David, you all right?” Owen asked, knowing it was a dumb question, when he figured David was trying to catch his second wind and couldn’t answer anyway.

David motioned him on, wheezing, his face red and pinched with pain. “Get the bear! I’m fine. Go. I’ll catch up.”

But it wasn’t like David not to keep up on a hunt and Owen ran back to check on him. “What’s wrong?” Owen asked, grabbing his arm to steady him.

“Go. You’ll…never…forgive…me…if we…” David clutched his chest.

The wolves and Trevor circled back and joined them. The old man shook his head. “Chest pains?”

Through clenched teeth, David growled, “From…running…damn it.”

David was the oldest of the four partners in their private investigator practice, but at thirty-five, David couldn’t be having a heart attack.

With millions of acres of forest land all around them, they were too deep into the wilderness to get help. Cell phones wouldn’t work out here. Owen knew CPR, but…

He helped David to sit. “What are you feeling?” he asked, trying to disguise the anxiety in his voice, although he couldn’t hide a deepening frown, and David noticed.

“Don’t be a…worry…” David clutched his chest even harder, his face sweating in the frigid air.

“We can’t get any help to him way out here,” Trevor said quietly. “If he’s having a heart attack, it’s not a bad way to go. Quick, no lingering illness.”

“No!” Owen snapped. “Do you have any aspirin?” How could he let his friend from childhood and one of the best partners he’d had in law enforcement before they’d left the force die on him? He couldn’t. “I know CPR.”

“It won’t be enough.” Trevor sounded like the voice of reason, but Owen didn’t want to hear it.

The image of David lunging in front of him, taking a bullet in the shoulder two years ago, flashed across Owen’s mind. He wouldn’t let him go. He couldn’t.

The wolves watched silently, almost sympathetically as if one of their pack members was in trouble, their ears perked, their tongues hanging out, panting after the long run.

His hand clutching David’s shoulder, Owen clenched his teeth to bite back the overwhelming feeling of hopelessness. “Can’t we do something? Anything?”

“Possibly,” Trevor said, “but it will change his life and yours, forever.”

“I’d do anything to save my friend’s life,” Owen said, figuring Trevor was thinking in terms of if he had enough money, they could air evac him out somewhere, maybe in a clearing where the loggers had been.

Trevor put a hand on Owen’s shoulder. “You sure?”

“Anything, damn it. However much it costs, it’s worth it.”

Trevor looked back at the wolves. The biggest one bowed its head slightly, then bared his teeth and lunged.

Before Owen could fathom what was happening, the wolf bit David in the arm. He cried out in pain.

Owen swung his rifle to his shoulder to shoot the beast, when he caught a blur of white fur in his peripheral vision, right before one of the other wolves pounced on him.

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You get what you ask for, sometimes, right?

Have a super wonderful TGIF! 🙂 <3

Terry Spear

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